Breakthrough

Since starting school, I've had little time to work on my personal writing (or breathe either, when it comes down to it), but my characters and novels are never far from my thoughts. I miss them. I've spent the last three years pouring my life into them and it feels like someone viciously stripped me of... Continue Reading →

The Trouble with Technology

Even if I wasn't a writer by profession, one of my wifely duties to my seminary attending husband would be to help proofread his papers. When you've spent hours pouring over a document, you tend to miss those little things (the the "of" that should be "if") that a second pair of eyes will always... Continue Reading →

Three Years Later…

My husband and I had very different ideas about what song we would use for our first dance. We both had songs that made us think of each other, but none of them were the same. We went back and forth for a while, until I struck a new idea. We met at Raritan Valley... Continue Reading →

“Replace All”

Autocorrect. Spellcheck. Tab stops. Cut and paste. These are a few of the little things in word processing that are a mixed bag of blessings and curses. They may help us if we perpetually misspell “disease” but sometimes they may cause us to accidentally send a text to our mother to inform her that Dad’s... Continue Reading →

Closeness In Silence

I had a lot of fears going into Marriage. There was never any question that I loved Timothy. There was never any question that I wanted to spend the rest of my life with him. But the process of planning, arranging, and waiting for the wedding day was painstakingly horrendous. The day after he proposed... Continue Reading →

Odd Forms of Romance

My husband is not poetic. He’s sincerely romantic, by that I mean he buys flowers, lights candles, and takes me on impromptu date nights. His sincerity is invaluable to me. What I’m trying to say is that he doesn’t SAY romantic things. Usually, it’s just, “I love you” or “I love you more than anything”.... Continue Reading →

So, It Snowed Friday Night…

I used to hate snow. I used to hate it a lot. Yet this year I've been watching the weather forecast with eagerness. This week my weather app threatened snow again and again with no real results. Friday night I'm curled up beside my husband, listening to him read "Fellowship of the Rings" aloud to... Continue Reading →

The Ancient Willow

A while back, I wrote up a post entitled What Good is a Roll Without Butter? about my dear brother-in-law Jonathan and how we composed a poem over the course of two days via text message. Another while back, my husband, brother-in-law, and I were out on a jaunt in the little ol' white Honda, and composed... Continue Reading →

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